Sunday, April 4, 2010

Happy Easter!

Julianna told me the Easter story the other day. She had recently heard it at Chapel at school. She told me how they put a crown of thorns on Jesus' head and nailed him to the cross. She talked about the disciples, calling them the "recycles," describing how Jesus' body was placed in the tomb after his death and how Mary went to find him the next day.

After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.

There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."

Matthew 28: 1-10

Last weekend when we were at the beach we went to an Easter Egg Hunt at the Bass Pro Shop. She had a lot of fun looking for the eggs hidden among the clothing displays. She also got to visit the Easter Bunny which she could have cared less about. We talked about why the egg has become a symbol of Easter after we dyed them the other day. I hope she truly understands the meaning of Easter or that she can begin to understand. I hope that God can give me the words to teach her of His miracle.

At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook and the rocks split. The tombs broke open and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life. They came out of the tombs, and after Jesus' resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many people.

When the centurion and those with him who were guarding Jesus saw the earthquake and all that had happened, they were terrified, and exclaimed, "Surely he was the Son of God!"

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I’m thankful for the early mornings a toddler brings. I’m thankful for the mess and dirt, for cars with squeaky brakes. I’m thankful for that extra roll of fat I gained and for temper tantrums. I’m thankful for every bit of it. This is the story of my life.